Valerie decided to have breakfast anyways, her stomach was growling. She even took a shower and got ready, wearing a old jersey -Tony used to wear it to support the Azzuri but he outgrown so he let Valerie keep it- a light blue jeggings and a black All-Star converse. Valerie attended a public school that involves her to wear uniform, so the weekend was a good excuse to be casual.
Only five more to go, she thought to herself. She rips the flap open of Envelope Twenty-Three and goes to her iPod Nano, and presses track twenty-three and sat on the edge of her bed.
Track Twenty-Three: I'm sorry for putting you through this
Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me so tight
Unbreakable, like nothin' could go wrong
Now I can't breathe, no, I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on
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Valerie looks out the window and squinted her eyes. The girl doesn't even have hazel eyes, what the heck? But now these song have literally no sense to it, since the damage was already done. She much rather just finish the playlist right here . . .
But the thought of Tony made her keep going.
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The Break-Up Playlist (♬ #1)
Short StoryHe was too shy to actually break up with her, so he bought her a pink iPod Nano and made her a playlist of break-up songs. Only to confess his wrongs. 12/5/15: ranked in short story (#796)